Lord of the Mic

Lyrics

Westy, is that you yeah? [Part 1] Wrote  this when it was the year of the monkey I  wanna pick this scene up and I wanna Make it look like I'm playing Jumanji Anybody step in the way, play a beat, get beat up Then  get cooked, I'm hungry And  it's hunting season so all you're gonna see is Nothing but hard work from me I'll  be working hard if you want me Right about now the pressure is on me I don't feel it, I stay on job I won't fall and drop like Humpty Dumpty I'll  still deliver, I'm on job Anybody can get crushed if you wanna try knock me I've seen days where I've been betrayed by snakes That told me to my face they love me But it's bless though 'cah my god's still got me So feed me to the lions or stab me in the back It's fine if you wanna do both I might cry in pain but never in defeat 'cah Each time that you wanna see me low Each time that you try do me something Each time that you try get Jafro, I just Grab that pen, that pencil pad And I play that riddim and I get that flow [Hook] And I show you why I'm the Lord of the Mic To you, that's a ballpoint pen in your pocket If that's me, that's a sword by my thigh Levels, you're lacking in what I've got If you're not levels then why would you try? Static, you man ain't making movements You lot are letting this whole scene die Dead MCs, dead flows are a nuisance Let me show you why I'm the Lord of the Mic You might come up with a good idea but I've already thought of it twice Steps ahead, I see things clear It's like I come bless with Rinnegan eyes Walk in the way of the Sage of Six Paths Unleash the bars as I open my mind Like [Part 2] Look, I ain't new to this ting They say my flow's futuristic I'm super mystic, I'm proving this Every time I touch mic I move ballistic It's Hogging the mic on a set I tell the guy next "wait a few minutes, kid" If he tries saying that I'm taking the biscuit I'll tell him that I'll take the hugest biscuit It's cah I'm moving ruthless And I'm as ludicrous as Ludacris is Them man are waiting on me to fall, opportunist Way too optimistic And unrealistic, they must've missed it Misjudged the distance, forgot to nit-pick It's not what you do, it's how it gets done It's just logistics, here comes the big king [Hook] Let me show you why I'm the Lord of the Mic To you, that's a ballpoint pen in your pocket If that's me, that's a sword by my thigh Levels, you're lacking in what I've got If you're not levels then why would you try? Static, you man ain't making movements You lot are letting this whole scene die Dead MCs, dead flows are a nuisance Let me show you why I'm the Lord of the Mic You might come up with a good idea but I've already thought of it twice Steps ahead, I see things clear It's like I come bless with Rinnegan eyes Walk in the way of the Sage of Six Paths Unleash the bars as I open my mind Like